Fairy, help me cultivate.

Just then, his brow felt as if it were being gouged out by a sharp blade. In the midst of the excruciating pain, a faint red light suddenly appeared in the irises of his eyes.

The woman saw this, frowned in surprise, withdrew her jade-like foot from his neck, and carefully examined him again.

Fortunately, Chen Yao's excruciating pain was only brief, and after it subsided, the environment in front of him changed slightly.

Or rather, it became a little brighter.

Compared to before, when he could only see a little bit of clarity in front of him, he found that he could see much more in the darkness.

This place is indeed a cave, but it is a cave filled with blood-stained rocks.

In the dimly lit darkness, crimson hues and countless upside-down corpses are hidden.

He discovered that each corpse emitted a faint red wisp of smoke that connected to the woman's scarlet dress.

It looks like a dense array of chains.

This woman is not free.

Chen Yao narrowed his eyes as he guessed this.

The woman had already leaned close to him, her backless dress revealing a low neckline that couldn't conceal her fair skin and rosy cheeks, which swayed alluringly.

She blew a breath at Chen Yao: "You actually... can refine my demonic soul... Be my slave, okay? Hehehe..."

She chuckled softly, her eyes, so close to Chen Yao's, gleaming with a fierce light, almost uncontrollably manic. Her small canine tooth gleamed from her red lips, as if it would bite his neck at any moment, condemning him to eternal damnation.

Chen Yao silently recited the Heart-Cleansing Mantra, calmed his mind, and then smiled.

"why are you laughing?"

The woman looked puzzled, straightened up, and the white waves on her chest under her red dress trembled like splashed water, bouncing and bubbling.

She looked down at Chen Yao, her delicate white brows furrowing even deeper.

Chen Yao rolled her eyes at her, smiling, and said, "If I were you, I wouldn't spout this nonsense. You know I won't be your slave..."

The woman turned her beautiful face to the side and glanced at him: "What do you mean?"

"I know you are not free."

Chen Yao's words stirred up a ripple on the woman's face.

After a long while, she regained her composure, a smile playing on her lips. She wrapped her arms around Chen Yao's neck, her red lips close to his ear, and whispered seductively, "I didn't expect your divine sense to be so skillful. Interesting..."

She flicked her tongue from her red lips and licked his earlobe.

The soft, slippery touch made Chen Yao's breathing quicken, and then a sharp pain pierced his eardrums.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The woman sneered, "How dare you be so insolent in front of me? Do you think I can't kill you?"

Chen Yao felt as if a venomous snake was churning his brain, but he gripped the hem of his robe tightly, gritted his teeth, and glared at the woman with a sinister smile: "Then why don't you make a move? I advise you not to pretend. If we talk things out properly, I might be able to help you..."

"The reason you've become attached to me is probably because my divine sense is special and might be able to help you regain your freedom, right? Murdering Ling Ning is probably not your real purpose. You just want to test my strength, or rather, whether I'm easy to manipulate."

Otherwise, how could I, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, possibly kill Ling Ning?

Even if she is seriously injured, a starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

He stared intently into the woman's eyes.

The woman in the red dress displayed a ferocious and extreme madness on her beautiful face. She reached out her delicate hand and grabbed his neck. However, under Chen Yao's calm and cold gaze, her madness eventually subsided, and her delicate hand relaxed, touching his cheek.

"I love your stubbornness and self-righteousness, you little rascal. I'll make you my slave..."

As she spoke, she pointed her fingertip at Chen Yao's brow and pulled out two talismans formed from crimson smoke.

When Chen Yao killed De Xiu, he obtained two useless talismans: one for coagulating blood to form a city curse, and the other for repelling insects to form a poison curse.

"Ling Ning, you have to help me kill... but seeing how hard you're trying to stay calm, I'll give you some good fortune in return..."

Chen Yao's consciousness gradually faded, and everything dimmed.

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Upon opening his eyes, Chen Yao was greeted by the rich aroma of medicine filling his nostrils.

He found himself lying under a soft brocade quilt, surrounded by white silk curtains.

A gentle breeze blew, and the curtains swayed slightly.

He tried to move, and his left hand roughly touched the soft, warm body.

He lowered his head, then his jade-like body groggily looked up.

Their eyes met.

"Xiaoyao, you're awake!"

The beauty exclaimed in surprise, "It's Yuanhe!"

Judging from her wrinkled clothes and disheveled hair, it's hard to tell how long she's been taking care of Chen Yao here.

Chen Yao was touched and smiled at her, "Sister, I'm awake."

Overjoyed, Yuanhe was somewhat flustered, fetching him water and spiritual fruits.

"what!"

She suddenly remembered: "Xiaoyao, you've been unconscious for ten days. Are you hungry?"

As she spoke, she bent down to tidy Chen Yao's hair, her milky white hair flowing down her low neckline, with large patches of provocative blush.

Chen Yao wasn't hungry at all; on the contrary, after meeting the woman in the red dress, he found himself full of energy and vitality.

So he wrapped his arms around Yuanhe's smooth, supple waist and kissed her soft, white cheeks: "I'm hungry, I've been craving it for so long!"

Yuanhe let out a soft "Ah~" and her delicate, jade-like body went limp. She glared at Chen Yao, "You're so badly injured, and you're still thinking about this~ Uh~ No~ Uh ah~ This is the sect's infirmary, not home~ Ah~"

She said this, but how could she resist Chen Yao?

Chen Yao had already opened his mouth and kissed her fair and soft breasts, his tongue licking against her rosy cheeks, where two nipples popped up, as beautiful as grapes.

His hand lifted the hem of Yuanhe's skirt, sliding directly along the smooth, white flesh of her thighs to her lace panties, caressing her full, pink lips through the fabric.

Her lips quickly released saliva.

Yuanhe lay limp on Chen Yao's body, biting her full red lips, turning around and beckoning to completely seal the curtain.

The little rascal was in such a hurry! Luckily, Senior Sister Yunli secured a room for him alone.

Chapter 47 He Didn't Knock Again

Chen Yao didn't actually know why she was in such a hurry.

It wasn't until he had been sucking on the round lotus for a long time that he realized the problem: the allure of the woman in the red dress hadn't faded.

Although he still adored Yuanhe, he still took the time to sense his own body.

He was in a coma for ten days, but perhaps because he was cared for and accompanied by female cultivators, his cultivation level still increased by 65 points.

[Qi Refining Level 9 (1300/8000)]

Moreover, Yun Li must have spent a lot of time with him, so his body refinement increased by nearly 50 points.

[Body Refinement Level 3 (48/600)]

He habitually checked the demonic marks on his back and was surprised to find that they had completely disappeared!

How is this going?

Just then, he felt a sharp pain between his brows, and the last trace of demonic energy completely vanished into the demonic seal.

Did the demonic seal erase the demonic marks?

Is this the good fortune the woman in the red dress spoke of?

That's a bit stingy...

The moment Chen Yao had that thought, the demonic mark between his brows twitched slightly, and two incantations naturally appeared in his mind.

Blood can be used as a shield, and insects can be transformed into poison.

This is not a talisman, but a spell that can be cast at any time.

Moreover, compared to those two trashy talismans from Dexiu, these two spells obviously consume less energy and are more practical and convenient.

Immediately, the woman in the red dress's detailed explanation of the two spells came to mind.

Is this also a blessing from her?

It smells... a little good...

"hiss--"

Chen Yao's thoughts were interrupted by the soft, smooth hand that grasped the tip of his breast, gently stroking it.

"Uh... what are you thinking about? You seem distracted."

Yuanhe kissed his forehead and said reproachfully.

Chen Yao focused her mind, concentrating on the plump, moist lips behind the panty and the firm, elastic bumps on the mouth. She gently wiped and smoothed them, creating waves of hot, moist sensation. With a slight bite and pull, the rosy bumps stretched out long, and the milky white, oily texture trembled alluringly.

"Uh~ Ah~" Yuanhe cried out a little louder.

Bang bang.

With her two black high heels on the ground, she simply straddled Chen Yao like a toad.

"Bro, are you sure you're okay? Ugh~"

Yuanhe gently stroked Chen Yao's forehead with her other free hand, her eyes burning with deep concern.

Chen Yao shook her head: "Sister will understand once she senses it with her spiritual energy."

Yuanhe sensed that Chen Yao was not only healthy, but also had a more refined cultivation than when they last met, and she couldn't help but kiss his face with satisfaction.